(CLAP FOR THE K*llers BY
STREET SWEEPER SOCIAL CLUB)
Now can you clap
for the K*llers?
(FIREWORKS EXPLODING)
Give it up
for them gangsters
One time for the K*llers
Double up
for them gangsters
Well, I wrote this
for criminals
But all of y'all
should listen at me
Now if you ever
catch me snitchin'
Just haul off and slap me
They on the other team
Let's rumble
Is my thoughts exactly
They work for gangsters
And they wacked
Fred Hampton Jr.'s Pappy
Ay, playboy
Pop 'em with a p*stol
And get ex*cuted
Ay, mama
m*rder 'em with missiles
And you get saluted
Go head and gank 'em
for a grand
It's DNA computed
But bankers bathe
in the Bahamas
Off of billions looted
Now can you clap?
Now can you clap?
(CAMERAS CLICKING)
Now can you clap
for them K*llers?
Give it up
for them gangsters
One time for the K*llers
Double up
for them gangsters
(LIVELY CHATTER, LAUGHTER)
But they the ones
who wrote the laws
Not for
them Coppola criminals
They just act hard
Tony Montana had a stylist
and a SAG card
When he reloaded
sl*ves forgot
that they had back scars
Ay, Mister DeNiro
What kind of g*n is that?
Can you look more
like a menace?
Take two
Now run it back
Ay, so what Scorsese
Got all them money stacks
Long as his lens
never looks
At the real maniacs
Clap for them K*llers
Give it up
for them gangsters
One time for the K*llers
Double up
for them gangsters
(IN RUSSIAN)
(MOHE MOHE BY AMANATI PLAYING)
(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)
(CHOKING)
(CLICKS)
(MOHE MOHE CONTINUES PLAYING)
Joseph, I meant to remind you,
no blood! The opera house
is 139 years old.
FLOOD: Well, at least
the carpet's red.
(IN RUSSIAN)
-(MUFFLED g*nshots)
-(GROANS)
(MOHE MOHE CONTINUES PLAYING)
(g*n CLICKS)
(IN RUSSIAN)
would 10 seconds make?
(PETROV IN RUSSIAN)
-(MUFFLED g*nsh*t)
(GASPS)
(PANTING)
(MOHE MOHE CONTINUES PLAYING)
(PANTING)
(IN RUSSIAN)
(TINNITUS RINGING)
(GROANS)
(GROANING)
(PANTING)
(MOHE MOHE CONTINUES PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(IN HUNGARIAN)
Drop your weapon!
(GROANS)
(PANTING)
-(g*nf*re)
-(GROANS)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD EXCLAIMS)
(CROWD CLAMORING)
(GRUNTS)
(CROWD SCREAMING)
(GRUNTS)
-(BONES CRUNCH)
-(GROANING)
(SCREAMS)
Let's get out of here.
I got you. Come on.
(GROANS)
-Are you okay?
-Yeah.
Do you know what happened?
A dangerous world, I guess.
(GROANS)
-Is your foot okay?
-Yeah.
Hey.
What's your name?
Uh...
Joe.
Thank you, Joe.
-(TINNITUS RINGING)
-(GROANING)
Are you okay?
Hey, are you okay?
(GROANING)
Hey, do you have water,
please?
Please, come.
(INTENSE ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(CLICKING, CLANKS)
(THUDS)
(CLICKING, CLANKS)
(BEEPS)
(PHONE VIBRATES)
(CLEARS THROAT)
-(CLICKS)
-sh*t.
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
(BEEPS)
(BUZZES)
(SIGHS)
(MRI SCANNER KNOCKING)
(MRI SCANNER WHIRRING LOUDLY)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
DR. KAGEN:
Okay, there's nothing here
to indicate any tumors
-so we can rule that out.
-FLOOD: All right.
That is one hell of a resume
you've got there.
Yeah, there's no substitute
for experience.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah.
Is that really necessary?
DR. KAGEN: What, all this
and you're scared of a needle?
You don't know what I can do
with that needle.
(CHUCKLES) Man up, soldier.
You know,
in all the years, Joe,
how many hits to the head
do you think you've taken?
Define hit.
You know, saw stars,
blacked out,
threw up, that kind of thing.
Uh, I never threw up.
Yeah, I guess I've had
my bell rung
-a few times.
-Mm.
It's just,
repeated head trauma
can lead to CTE
which the scans can't detect.
What are you saying?
I'm saying it might be time
to reevaluate your lifestyle,
Sergeant Flood.
-Okay?
-Yeah.
I'll run some more tests.
Joseph,
it's 11 o'clock already.
You know I worry
when you're late.
FLOOD: You worry because
worrying is what you do.
I had to see Doc Kagen.
He says hi.
You were wounded?
No, I've been
having these really
bad headaches. I told you.
ZVI: Doctors.
-What do doctors know?
-Yeah.
Well, I've been having
double vision as well, so...
That's bad.
In this game, you wouldn't
know what target to sh**t.
(SIGHS)
Are you gonna
drink that coffee
or just stir it to death?
Don't you worry
about my coffee.
So, I spoke to our friend.
The police are working
on a theory
that one of Petrov's
own security team
did the hit. You're clean.
Am I?
Are you asking professionally
or philosophically?
I don't know.
Sometimes I ask myself,
"Why the hell do I do this?"
Petrov was scum,
trafficking women.
You did the world a favor.
What will they say about me
when someone takes me
off the board?
Will anyone even notice?
Leave judgement to God.
Our job is simply
to arrange the meeting.
Now for the good news.
What good news?
The $750,000 you just made,
-30% to the laundry...
-(WHIRRING)
...minus expenses...
Gonna buy you
a new calculator.
-Minus my commission.
-(WHIRRING)
Cheap at half the price.
(SIGHS)
We're gonna need to talk
about some of these expenses.
You need a vacation.
Get some sun.
Meet a nice girl.
Where am I
gonna meet a nice girl?
Who knows
where you'll meet her?
Just get me another gig.
Joseph, never get
so busy making a living
that you forget
to make a life.
Did you read that
on a fortune cookie?
That's Dolly Parton,
my friend.
(FLOOD CHUCKLES)
(SHINE BY DOLLY PARTON
PLAYING)
Give me a word
Give me a sign
Show me where to look
And tell me
what will I find?
What will I find?
Lay me on the ground
And fly me in the sky
Show me where to look
And tell me
What will I find?
AIMEE: Rehearsals are closed
to the public.
(SIGHS) Uh, belongs
to one of your dancers.
Thanks.
FLOOD: Hey.
-Hi.
-FLOOD: Hey.
-Joe?
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Hi.
(IN FRENCH)
I didn't realize I had that.
You've had this
this whole time?
Yeah.
Wow, you really
are a lifesaver.
First time I've heard that.
Well, you saved mine.
How's your foot?
It's good. It's nothing.
Just a little bruised.
(WHISPERING IN FRENCH)
Can I buy you dinner?
You know, just as a...
as a thank you.
Um...
Unless you can't because...
because you can't.
No, it's not that.
It's just...
Okay. I'll just
give you my number.
I have to get back
to rehearsal,
but I'll be done at five.
So call me...
if you...
want to.
"Maze."
Maize.
Maize.
(CHUCKLES)
What?
(IN FRENCH)
(BOTH LAUGH)
(MAIZE YELLS EXCITEDLY)
Oh
Heaven
Let your light shine
(SONG ABRUPTLY ENDS)
(SIGHS)
(SHINE CONTINUES PLAYING)
Maize.
(SIGHS)
(PHONE TAPPING)
(SIGHS)
Good to see you today.
Good to see you today?
(SIGHS) All that dancing
must make you hungry.
No.
'Sup, girl?
(CHUCKLES)
No.
It's Joe.
I'd love to.
Send.
Mmm.
Mmm.
Where do you put it all?
(CHUCKLES)
Before we started the show,
we were rehearsing
eight hours a day.
Now we're at four hours a day,
six shows a week.
I cannot do that
on celery and rice cakes.
How'd you end up in Budapest?
Milos, she's one of the best
choreographers in the world.
Yeah.
The show was incredible
up until...
-The m*rder and sh**ting?
-Yeah.
That wasn't
in the program notes.
How did you end up here?
I don't run into
many Americans.
Work.
I travel all over Europe
and this was central,
affordable, low-key.
You got family?
Uh...
I joined the army
when I was 18.
I'm not sure
anybody noticed when I left.
I didn't think to remind them.
What do you do now?
Retirement planning.
(CHUCKLES) What?
Could you help a dancer
who needs to retire soon?
You're too young to retire.
Dancers are like boxers.
Father Time
remains undefeated.
Don't you love dancing?
The last 10 years,
two ankle surgeries
torn ligaments,
stress fractures.
I'm not complaining.
I love dance. I really do.
My mom had to work two jobs
to afford my ballet classes
so to me, it could
never be just a hobby.
So I was thinking
when I retire
I could start a dance school
for kids like me.
A place where
they get to decide
who they really want to be.
(LAUGHS)
It all sounds
a bit too crazy, but...
I don't think so.
No. I think it sounds perfect.
Well, if that doesn't work out,
I can always become
a cat burglar.
I'll need
a good getaway driver.
Mm. That seems risky.
Any benefits?
(CHUCKLES)
Me in a cat suit, duh!
Where do I send
(LAUGHS) my application?
(MAIZE LAUGHS)
Did you just laugh?
-No.
-You did.
-I definitely did not.
-You did.
-You're smiling right now.
-(LAUGHS)
-Am I?
-It suits you.
-Maybe.
-It really does.
(I GOT YOU BY LOLO FT.
HIGHLAND PARK COLLETIVE)
(SHRIEKS, LAUGHS)
Huh! Huh!
All right
Mm-hmm
I really like
the way you move
You're like
a pocket full of jewels
The headline in my news
-(MUFFLED g*nsh*t)
-(SPLATTER)
I wanna tell you
I do, I do, I do
I like the dirt
in your hair
(AUDIENCE CHEERING,
APPLAUDING)
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(MEN GROAN)
I got you
I do
(CHUCKLES)
I got a one-track mind
and it's you this time
I got you
I do
I got a one-track mind
(CHUCKLING)
(CHOKING)
-All right
-All right
(CLINKS)
-Yeah!
-Whoo!
Whoo!
(GROANS)
(GRUNTING)
(CHOKING)
(BONES CRUNCH)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
-Oh, you're not ticklish.
-I'm not.
-It makes no sense.
-I'm not ticklish.
I like the way
you hold your money
(LAUGHING, SHRIEKS)
Ooh
I really want you, I do
I do, I do
I got you
-I do
-I do
I got a one-track mind
and it's you this time
-All right
-All right
-Oh, yeah
-Oh, yeah
All right
She's a dancer.
Table dancer?
No. Come on. (CHUCKLES)
It's ballet.
She's a dancer at the Bolshoi.
-She got a name?
-Yeah, her name's Maize.
Maize? Does Maize know
what you do?
I don't think
I can tell her, Zvi.
Are you serious about her?
Yeah, serious enough
to get out of the game
before she finds out.
There's two ways out
of The k*ller's Game, Joseph.
You walk away clean
or you go out on your back.
-(TINNITUS RINGING)
-There's a lot of people
who would like
to see me slabbed.
Still with the headaches?
What did Doc Kagen say?
Still waiting on test results.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You play by the rules.
You never took a mark
that didn't have it coming.
No kids,
no innocent bystanders.
You want to walk.
We can make it happen.
Then I'm out.
(CLINKING)
I was also thinking I should
get a life insurance policy.
Joe, come on.
Guys like us don't have
life insurance policies.
Do I even have to say it?
We don't need
some claims adjuster
sniffing around our business.
I know. Can you just make
something look good on paper?
Fake it. For Maize.
Very well.
And, uh, I got a favor to ask.
-Oh, now there's a favor.
-(CLEARS THROAT) Yeah.
So Maize wants to have
a birthday dinner for me
and I told her
I'd invite friends.
I thought you and Sharon
might want to...
Yeah.
-Be delighted.
-All right. Thank you.
(BOTH TOAST IN HEBREW)
(IN FRENCH)
(GROANING)
(TINNITUS RINGING)
(MAIZE SPEAKING)
(AIMEE SPEAKING)
-Uh-uh.
-(LAUGHS)
S'il vous plait!
-Yes?
I've known Joseph
for 20 years.
He's the most private person
I know.
(WHISPERS IN FRENCH)
And I know this.
He's crazy about you.
(SIGHS)
-Trust me, it's mutual.
-SHARON: Right.
Men need looking after
in every area of their lives.
They don't know it,
but they do.
You need to be
a chef in his kitchen,
an accountant with the books,
a lady in the streets,
and a freak in his bed!
-(LAUGHS)
-ZVI: Sharon, Sharon.
Don't be a shonda.
Please leave
the poor girl alone.
No, Zvi.
I'm taking notes, please.
-Sharon, anything else?
-Yeah!
Why are you encouraging her?
It makes her happy. Look.
If you've done something bad,
wrecked his motor...
-Okay.
-...give him a blow job!
If it's really bad, swallow.
And if it's
really, really bad,
let him pop it
in the tradesman's.
Did you just tell me
to take it in the a*s?
-Bless.
-MAIZE: She did.
(LAUGHTER)
SHARON: After that,
you can tell him
you've m*rder*d
their mother...
MAIZE: Right.
SHARON: ...cut her throat.
-They won't care.
-(LAUGHTER)
What'd I miss?
Oh, Joe.
Sharon was just giving me
-some very insightful advice.
-FLOOD: Uh-oh.
-I'll show you later.
-FLOOD: Okay.
MAIZE: Maybe. If you want.
ZVI: Joseph...
We are surrounded.
I surrender.
-I surrender with you.
-Yes?
-We give up.
-We surrender.
(LIVELY CHATTER, LAUGHTER)
ZVI: I can see
why you're retiring.
Boychik, if you're
getting serious with Maize
tell her what you do.
All of it.
I told Sharon everything
very early on.
If Maize loves you,
she'll understand.
You played by the rules.
Women respect integrity.
If she finds out later,
the trust you built,
-it's gone.
-(SNAPS FINGERS)
-ALL: Happy birthday
-(LAUGHING)
...to you
I forgot it was your birthday.
Happy birthday to you
Oh, man.
Happy birthday, dear Joe
Happy birthday to you
(ALL CHEERING)
Wait, make a wish.
Make a wish.
-Okay.
-(BLOWS)
DR. KAGEN: We got the results
from those tests.
I'm afraid (SIGHS)
I've got some bad news, Joe.
You have
Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease.
It's a neurodegenerative
disorder.
Which means what exactly?
It means rapid
motor-neuron disintegration
leading to a loss
of coordination.
Severe headaches, blindness,
and diminished
mental capacity.
-Are you positive?
-Yeah.
I had the sample tested
by three separate labs
and I got the same result.
(SHARP INHALE)
Now, I'm going
to order some more tests.
(SIGHS)
Okay.
So what am I looking at?
Chemo? Something like that?
DR. KAGEN: Hm.
There is no cure.
The first step should be to
get you into palliative care
and the sooner
we begin treatment,
the more comfortable
we can make this for you,
okay?
(SIGHS)
(EXHALES, CLEARS THROAT)
How long do I have?
Best case, three months.
Things will
deteriorate quickly,
but there are things we can do
to make it easier.
Turn me into a vegetable
while I wait to die.
I don't think so. No.
DR. KAGEN:
If you need some therapy,
some counseling...
FLOOD: No.
No, I'm good.
DR. KAGEN: From my end,
Joe, I'm really sorry.
I really am.
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
"CJD early symptoms, anxiety,
depression, loss of balance,
"speech impairments,
"involuntary movement,
shaking hands..."
(SIGHS)
(SNIFFS)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(DRAWER OPENS, CLOSES)
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
(SLAMS g*n)
(CLEARS THROAT)
-(MOUSE CLICKS)
-(WHOOSHES)
(SIGHING)
(BEEPING)
(WHIRRING, CLANKS)
sh*t! (LAUGHS)
Joseph. (CLEARS THROAT)
I wasn't expecting you.
Are you okay?
You look kind of...
I need someone retired.
I need a nice, clean job.
What? What is...
Sorry, what's the matter
with you?
Who's getting retired?
Me.
I'm the target.
I'll pay. Don't worry.
The going rate, two million.
Can you explain to me
exactly what is going on?
I got a disease.
You know, the headaches.
I'm... I'm getting
the shakes and...
and it's gonna take me out.
Here's a little
over a half a million
in mixed currency
and gold coins.
I want you
to liquidate everything else.
It all goes to Maize
through the life insurance.
No, Joseph. This is madness.
The life insurance won't
pay out for a suicide.
She has to believe it.
So I'll pay you
to assign an assassin.
You choose who.
No.
This is what we do.
We go to every doctor.
If they say it's hopeless,
we go up the mountain,
find a shaman.
Zvi...
I've lived by the sword.
I want to go out the same way.
You want to fight,
you fight for your life.
I can't fight if I'm blind...
staggering around
like a drunk, sh1tting myself.
I don't want Maize
to see me like that.
You know what I think?
I think you want
to protect her from the truth
of who you really are.
Zvi, I'm asking you
for your help.
-I'd do the same for you.
-That's some comfort. Thanks.
It's what I've decided.
I'll see your wishes
are carried out
to the very last dot.
But get one thing straight.
There is no way
on this f*cking earth
I'm ordering a hit on you.
Not for two million,
not for 22 million.
(CHUCKLES)
FLOOD: Thank you.
(TINNITUS RINGING)
(SCANNER BEEPS)
(ELEVATOR DINGS)
What brings Joe Flood
to my door?
(CA PLANE POUR MOI BY
PLASTIC BERTRAND PLAYING)
-(CLINKS)
-(SPLASHES)
I need a contract ex*cuted.
(CHUCKLES)
Go talk to your rabbi.
I did.
He turned me down.
Conflict of interest.
Joe, if you were covered
in napalm burning alive
I wouldn't piss on you
to put you out.
Perfect.
I've come to the right place.
(SIGHS)
Max, you know Joe Flood,
right?
Best assassin in Europe.
Joe, do you know
my bodyguard, Max?
(THE BARBER OF SEVILLE
PLAYING)
-(GRUNTS)
-(MAN SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING STOPS)
Hiring w*r criminals
as security? Classy.
ANTOINETTE: Flood here
handcuffed my father
to the steering wheel
of his Mercedes,
drove him into the sea.
He was a good assassin,
but your father transgressed.
He broke
the rules of the game.
I should have Max put one
in your head right now.
Mon plaisir.
Wait a few hours, Max,
and earn your two million.
You're talking in riddles.
Who do you want retired?
Me.
All these years,
you couldn't touch me
because I was always
on the right side of the game.
Now I'm paying you
for the green light.
Why not do it yourself?
Maybe this was a mistake.
I'm sorry to waste your time.
(SIGHS)
No, no, no.
Please, sit down.
(SIGHS)
Two million?
I want it done clean.
ANTOINETTE:
My account in Bermuda.
-I know you're good for it.
-Who are you thinking of?
Honestly, it depends
on who's available.
But they'll be the very best.
-Thank you.
-The pleasure's mine.
I've thought about
doing this for years.
Might have risked it
if it wasn't
professional suicide.
This way,
I k*ll you and get paid.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
It gets me wet.
Whatever turns you on.
Give me till 2400 hours.
The clock starts at midnight.
You're the client, Mr. Flood.
(SHOTGUN BY JR. WALKER
& THE ALL STARS PLAYING)
(ANTOINETTE SIGHS)
Hmm.
Now, who's available
in the Assassin app?
-Mm.
-(CRUNCHES)
sh**t 'em 'for he run now
Do the jerk, baby
Do the jerk now
Hey!
Put on your red dress
And then
you go downtown now
I appreciate the help,
brother.
(MUFFLED g*nsh*t)
(GROANS)
But I got to show receipts.
I said it's twine time
(g*nsh*t ON PHONE)
I said it's twine time
Hey!
(SIGHS)
What? Two mil for Joe Flood?
With inflation
at m*therf*cking 6%?
-(SCOFFS) Hard pass.
-(BUZZES)
(BEEPS)
Boo, Lovedahl. Aw.
Then Korean barbeque with
a side of spicy Hungarian.
(EXCLAIMS)
Mm.
Do you really want
to hurt me?
Do you really want
to make me cry?
Precious kisses
Words that burn me
Lovers never ask you why
(WHOOSHES)
In my heart
the fire is burning
(WINK CHIMES)
Choose my color
Find a star
(IN KOREAN)
-(CRUNCHES)
-(SCREAMING)
(BLADE SWISHES)
(GROANS)
Do you really want
to hurt me?
(GRUNTING)
Do you really want
to make me cry?
Do you really want
to hurt me?
That's a step
a step too far
Do you really want
to hurt me?
(BUBBLEGUM POPS)
-(GRUNTS)
-(GROANS)
Do you really want
to make me cry?
(GOYANG IN KOREAN)
(PHONE RINGTONE)
GOYANG: Huh?
(PINGS, CHIMES)
(CIGARETTE HISSES)
(ELECTRICITY BUZZING)
-(SCREAMING)
-(BIKES REVVING)
(SCREAMING)
(PHONE RINGTONE)
(PINGS, CHIMES)
Hey! Delivery request!
(PANTING)
CSABA: Two million!
ZOLI: That's real money.
Let's split!
(TIRES SCREECH)
(BIKES REVVING)
(SCREAM ECHOES)
-(TINNITUS RINGING)
-(SIGHS)
(PHONE RINGTONE)
(SIGHS)
(BEEPS)
(PINGS)
Hey.
(LAUGHING)
-Hey.
-(SHRIEKS)
(CAMERA CLICKING)
Gotcha.
(LIVELY CHATTER, LAUGHTER)
(MAIZE SHRIEKS)
(MAIZE LAUGHS)
-Hi!
-Hey.
-Are you okay?
-Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.
-Are you having headaches?
-Yeah.
What's going on?
You're tired?
You seem anxious.
(SIGHS)
I have to tell you something.
I've got to tell you
something too.
I have to leave town
for a few weeks.
I'm not sure I'm coming back.
What?
That...
What does that mean?
I need to take a step back
and reassess
what I really want.
You're talking crazy.
We make each other happy.
No, we need a break.
A break means
breaking up, Joe.
What is going on?
I know when I love someone,
and I know when they love me.
So what is there
to back away from?
-It's over, Maize.
-(EXCLAIMS) What?
It has to be.
Soon this will all
make perfect sense.
Why? Why?
I'm sorry.
Here. Remember me this way.
(MAIZE SNIFFLING)
When you're on your deathbed,
remember what you had
and what you threw away.
I will.
(CLICKING, CLANKS)
(THUDS)
Are you ready, let's go
(ARE YOU READY LET'S GO
PLAYING)
Are you ready, let's go
(IN KOREAN)
Are you ready, let's go
-(GROANS)
-(g*ng LAUGHS)
Are you ready?
FLOOD: Maize, I'm drunk
(GRUNTS)
but I'm speaking the truth.
By the time you get this,
I'll be gone.
Maize, by the time
you get this, I'll be gone.
-(SIGHS)
-(BOTTLE CLINKS)
By the time you get this,
I'll be gone.
(TRILLS)
Yeah. (CLEARS THROAT)
(CLICKING)
(SIGHS)
Maize...
I'm drunk right now, but...
I want you to know
that I'm speaking the truth.
By the time you get this,
I'll be gone.
I've got Creutzfeldt...
I can't even say it, Maize.
I've got a brain disorder
and it's gonna k*ll me.
Maize, the only thing
I want you to understand
is it's you I've been
looking for my entire life.
You make me free.
You make me...
You make me feel...
(CHIMES)
sh*t.
-(PHONE VIBRATES)
-(SNIFFLES)
(SIGHS)
(PHONE VIBRATES)
Maize...
I'm drunk right now, but...
I want you to know
that I'm speaking the truth.
-(PHONE VIBRATES)
-(CLEARS THROAT)
(CHIMES)
(SIGHS)
(DIALING)
DR. KAGEN: (ON PHONE)
Oh, Flood. Thank God.
There's been a mistake.
You do not have
Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease.
But they tested me
multiple times.
Yeah, they switched labels
with another patient
and that poor b*stard
definitely has
Creutzfeldt-Jakob.
It was the wrong barcode
on the wrong test tube.
I think you should consider
a lawsuit against the lab.
What about my headaches
and double vision?
It's a bit of a mystery.
Have you had
your eyes checked?
-My eyes?
-Flood,
you're not going to die.
In fact, there's nothing
on earth to stop you
from leading
a long and healthy life,
so go and do it.
FLOOD: Give me till 2400 hours.
The clock starts at midnight.
(SIGHS)
Uh, Doc, I'm gonna
have to call you back.
(ARE YOU READY LET'S GO
PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)
Are you ready, let's go
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(SPEAKS KOREAN)
(BEEPING)
(DOOR CLANKS, CREAKING)
(IN KOREAN)
GOYANG: Ah.
(CLICKS)
(EXCLAIMS)
Goyang, this was a mistake.
I'm canceling the contract.
(IN THICK ACCENT) f*ck you!
That's not how it works!
(LAUGHING)
(IN KOREAN)
(GRUNTING)
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
-(GROANS)
-(SHOUTING)
(WHEEZING)
(GRUNTING)
(SHOUTING)
-(GRUNTS)
-(SCREAMING)
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
-(FLOOD YELLS)
-(SCREAMS)
(SHOUTING)
(GRUNTS)
-(BONES CRUNCH)
-(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS, YELLS)
(CLANKS)
(CHUCKLES)
(SHOUTING)
(SNICKERS)
(KISSES)
-Mm.
-(WINK CHIMES)
(GRUNTING)
-(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
-(BONES CRUNCH)
-(SCREAMS)
(SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
-(FLOOD SHOUTS)
-(SCREAMS)
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(PANTING)
You should've walked.
(SPITS)
(IN KOREAN)
(SIGHS)
(CLICKS)
(LAUGHING)
(GROANING)
(COUGHING)
(PANTING)
(IN KOREAN)
-(CLANKS)
-(SPLATTERING)
(PANTING)
(BLADE GIRL PANTING)
(BEEPING)
(SCREAMING)
(CAR ALARM BLARING)
(RINGTONE PLAYING)
(SPEAKING KOREAN)
my Korean's a little rusty.
(SIGHS) You're calling
from Heaven or Hell?
Goyang's been retired.
I'm canceling the contract.
Love to oblige,
but events have gathered
a momentum of their own.
I'll pay a penalty charge.
I'll take a hit.
You're going to take a hit.
Look, keep the two mil.
(expl*si*n)
Just cancel the contract.
I'm obligated to see to it
that the client's wishes
are met.
Yeah, I'm the client,
and I'm telling you to cancel.
That's only if this phone call
ever happened.
You k*lled my father,
and he loved you like the son
he never had.
Let me tell you something
about your father.
I couldn't stand that prick.
Antoinette, I don't
often enjoy my work
but that one,
that was a real pleasure.
You think a Korean barbeque
changes anything?
It changes nothing!
I'm sending this one out wide.
I'm calling in every hitter
in Europe,
-you hear me?
-(SIGHS)
I'm calling in
every m*therf*cking k*ller
with a shiv
from Istanbul to Dublin!
Yeah. Well, you tell them
to pack light
because they won't f*cking
be staying long.
-(CRUSHES)
-(BIKE REVVING)
(BIKE 2 REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(DIALING)
MAIZE: Hello, leave me
a message. (SPEAKS FRENCH)
Maize, I'm in trouble.
I'll explain to you
when I see you.
It's not safe for you
to go home.
I'm gonna send you some money.
Use it
to go wherever you want.
Just get out of Budapest.
And don't tell me
where you're going.
I'll find you. Wherever
you go, wherever you are,
I will find you. I swear it.
-And stay off your phone.
-(PHONE BEEPS)
(DOOR CLANKS)
(BIKES REVVING)
ZOLI: Guess who, m*therf*cker!
(REVVING)
-Hey, Zoli.
-Hey, Flood.
Where's your dumbass brother?
ZOLI: He's right behind you.
You serve, I spike!
(REVVING)
-(GROANS)
-ZOLI: (LAUGHS) One point!
(BIKES REVVING)
ZOLI: Hey, bro, serve it up!
(GROANS)
Hey, Flood! This is business.
Nothing personal.
(GROANS)
(GROANS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
You know
how the game works, Flood.
FLOOD:
Yeah, I know how it works.
-(GRUNTS)
-(ZOLI GROANS)
(PANTING)
That was business.
This is personal.
-(SHOUTS)
-(ZOLI GROANS)
CSABA: Zoli!
You b*stard!
(PANTING)
-That was my brother!
-One!
Come on!
-Come on!
-f*ck you!
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-(CSABA SHOUTING)
-(CSABA SCREAMS)
-(CLATTERING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Putain.
I'm going to expand
the field of vendors.
MAX: How wide?
-Double Supreme.
-(CHIMING)
MAX: That's going
to be expensive.
When I want your opinion,
I'll tell you.
I'll spend my own money.
Don't care what cutthroats
crawl out the woodwork.
(MAX GROANS)
I want Joe Flood dead.
Now go wash your a*s.
I'll be there in a minute.
(HOT PANTS LADY BY SYL JOHNSON
PLAYING)
Hot pants lady
I dig your style
You blow my cool
when you come walking by
(PHONE CHIMES)
Hot pants lady
You're right on time
Halle-f*cking-lujah!
Four f*cking million
m*therf*cking dollars!
All right, ladies.
The show's over.
Get your asses moving.
Daddy's gotta go to work.
The party's over?
"We don't have tomorrow,
but we sure had yesterday."
Diana Ross, baby girl.
Now, you ain't gotta go home
but you got to get the hell
out of here.
-(BONES CRACKING)
-(GRUNTS)
(VILLAGE MENTALITY BY TV DEATH
PLAYING)
(IN THICK ACCENT)
(BOTH LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Let's f*cking go!
(WILD THING BY RA RA RIOFT. ANDREA WASSE PLAYING)
Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
(POLE SQUEAKS)
Hey, oh, oh, wild thing
(SWISHING)
Wild thing
I think I love you
But I wanna know for sure
(GROANING, CHOKING)
Come on and hold me tight
-(BLADE SWISHES)
-(GROANING)
I love you
Wild thing
(EXCLAIMS, SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
You make everything groovy
(GIGGLES)
Hey, oh, wild thing
-(GRUNTS)
-(SPLATTERS)
Wild thing...
GINNI: Another delivery.
TONYA: In Budapest.
Just as well.
This party is dead.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
You make everything groovy
Hey, oh, oh, wild thing
Yeah
(SNORTING)
(SENSUAL SPANISH DANCE MUSIC
PLAYING)
(SPURS CLINKING)
-(SPURS SWISH)
-(GROANS)
(CHOKING)
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
(GROANS)
-(EXCLAIMING)
-(GROANING)
Ole!
(KNIFE SWISHES)
(SHOUTING)
(MUSIC CRESCENDOES)
(GROANS)
(MUSIC CONTINUING
IN EARPHONES)
-(CLICKS)
-(MUSIC STOPS)
(SENSUAL SPANISH GUITAR MUSIC
PLAYING)
(g*nsh*t ON PHONE)
(CHIMES)
(GASPS)
(IN SPANISH)
(CLICKS)
(RACY CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)
(SNIFFLING)
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(IN FRENCH)
(CLICKS)
(SNIFFLING)
FLOOD: Maize, I'm in trouble.
I'll explain to you
when I see you.
It's not safe for you
to go home. I'm gonna
-send you some money.
-What?
Use it to go
wherever you want.
-Just get out of Budapest.
-(AIMEE IN FRENCH)
FLOOD: Don't tell me
where you're going.
I'll find you.
Wherever you go,
wherever you are,
I will find you. I swear.
-(PHONE BEEPS)
-(GASPING)
(IN FRENCH)
(SNIFFLING)
Quick, get inside.
I've been expecting you.
-You weren't followed?
-No.
Oy gevalt, look at you.
SHARON: Who is it, Zvi?
It's Joseph, Sharon.
Go to sleep.
-Does he know what time it is?
-Yes, dear. He owns a watch.
SHARON: Should I make him
something to eat?
Hey, Sharon. No, thanks.
Kinda lost my appetite.
Let's get you fixed up.
(GROANS)
You were on the news.
Five dead Koreans.
Yeah. They came at me
at 12:00 on the dot.
You went to Antoinette's?
-Yeah, you said no.
-I said, "Fight."
(GROANS)
The doctors f*cked up.
You were right.
What do they know?
I'm gonna live.
I'd say that's up
in the air right now.
Yeah, she's still angry
about her old man.
Some people
take things so personal.
There's only one way
out of this.
You k*ll Antoinette,
that's a violation.
She's simply facilitating
your own stupid request.
No, I want her
to think I'm running.
I'm gonna bring them all
into one place
and take them all out.
She'll have to lift
the contract.
ZVI: She put
the call out wide.
Double Supreme.
FLOOD: Double Supreme?
I only gave her two mil.
ZVI: She's serious
about delivering.
Zvi, that bag of cash,
you gotta get that to Maize.
And I'm gonna need a g*n.
Well, I don't have one here.
Joseph, I schedule retirements
these days.
I don't actually
make them happen.
You don't have anything?
(SIGHS)
Oh, man.
(THUDS)
expl*sives? That's it?
Leftover from the Mehrabi job.
That was you?
Fourteen personal bodyguards,
the entire Moroccan Police
and the French DGSE
watching his back
and he asks, "Was that you?"
Wow.
All right. Well, if we're
gonna bring them all to me,
we gotta be slick.
They can't think it's a setup.
Please.
I was dropping the KGB
onto false trails
when you were getting trapped
by training bras.
I've got salt beef.
You like salt beef.
-Now, don't say you don't.
-I do love salt beef.
So, where?
You remember that place
where we held
the diplomat's son?
Mmm.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)
(STEAM HISSING)
(PHONE RINGING)
-Speak.
-I'll keep it brief.
Flood took out a contract
on his own life.
Classy.
He's making it a lot harder
on everyone than he should.
The brother is intractable.
Flood has a girlfriend.
I'm gonna send some data.
(CHIMES)
Nice. The man has taste.
Make sure he doesn't
leave Budapest alive.
I'm giving you an edge.
In exchange,
I need a little favor.
Your driver, he's my cousin.
I'm trying to mentor him
into the business.
I promised my late uncle.
Could you look after him?
He's a bit green.
I'd appreciate it.
For you, mistress,
but he mustn't cramp my style.
I'm working.
ANTOINETTE: Gros bisous.
Yo!
You my man, The Lovedog!
It's Lovedahl.
Love. Dahl.
Practice repeatedly.
Like Dahl.
Like curry and dem, man.
Yeah, yeah. I hear that.
You cannot
be Queen b*tch's cousin.
Yeah, bruv! I be dem Money,
and this be your ride, G.
I asked for a luxury car.
I don't even know
what the f*ck that is.
Yeah, bruv. No, this
a luxury car, man. It's a BM.
Take my sh*t and let's go.
You want me to take your bag?
-Take my sh*t...
-(GROANS)
-and get in the f*cking car!
-Yeah, it's cool. (STAMMERS)
Man, jump in the car,
I'll cut the AC
and that long journey, bruv.
You relax, man.
This is a heavy bag.
It's expensive, too.
Damn, it smells
like fish in here.
It's dank cologne, bruv.
(OUT OF ORDER BY MARCUS GILLIN
AND FRANKIE DONALD PLAYING)
LOVEDAHL: Shut this sh*t off!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(SHARON GRUNTS)
Stop, Sharon.
You'll k*ll the poor man.
You'll snap his neck.
I know what I'm doing.
You met me
in a massage parlor.
I didn't go there
for a massage.
SHARON: Yeah, well... (LAUGHS)
that's your mistake.
-(NECK CRACKING)
-(GROANING)
-(NECK CRACKS)
-(FLOOD SHOUTS)
-(TINNITUS RINGING)
-(GROANING)
ZVI: You've paralyzed
the poor man.
(TINNITUS RINGING FADES)
(RINGING STOPS)
Oh, my God.
(LAUGHS) Oh, my God.
I can see clearly.
(LAUGHING)
My headache's gone!
(EXCLAIMS, PANTING)
Sharon, you're a saint!
You're a s... Oh, my God!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
-ZVI: Joseph. Joe...
-Oh, my God!
I'll never hear the end of it.
You're welcome.
(SIGHS, LAUGHS)
-(OUT OF ORDER PLAYING)
-f*cking gold, bruv!
Wicked track,
filthy bars, yeah?
I thought I told you
to turn that sh*t off?
All right.
-(CLICKS)
-(SONG STOPS)
Make it all sad and that
in here,
real tense and that.
So you want in the game?
Hell, yeah, bruv. Yeah, man.
-Of course.
-Why?
They don't call me "Money"
for no reason, G.
Make them stacks, yeah.
(LAUGHS)
There's a lot of ways
to make money.
But this sh*t here,
it's an artform.
-A calling.
-Yeah, mate.
I've been training for this
all my life.
-Really?
-Yeah.
g*ns, knives, Muay Thai, JKD.
I'm hard as nails, bruv.
I'm stone cold m*therf*cker!
-Give me that.
-But that's...
Before you sh**t
your d*ck off.
-That's my strap still, bruv.
-(GLOVE BOX OPENS, CLOSES)
All right. Cool.
Yeah, bruv, listen, see.
Man, me and you, yeah,
we can be like
the new dynamic duo, yeah?
You know, like Eminem
and 50 Cent, bruv.
-Starsky and Hutch.
-(SIGHS)
You know?
Like Crockett and Tubbs.
We could be like the guys
from Miami Vice.
We could be
the Corleone brothers.
Shut the f*ck up, will you?
Just a minute, please.
LOVEDAHL: Ooh.
You done good-good, Flood.
Hey, who are you
staring at, bruv?
Shut the f*ck up, please.
Please.
(PANTING)
(PHONE VIBRATES)
(CHIMES)
Joe.
Who are you?
Hey, now, baby girl.
I'm an old friend
of Joe Flood's.
He sent me to collect you.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
-Oh, no, no, no.
-Now, this is way too public
for the conversation
we need to have.
Yeah, see, we got a whip
waiting for you, sister.
We're gonna take you
to see Mr. Flood.
-(GROANS)
-LOVEDAHL: Oh, sh*t!
-(GROANS)
-g*dd*mn!
(GRUNTS)
MONEY: f*cking hell!
-(MONEY GROANING)
-Get in the car!
And stop f*cking
bleeding everywhere!
f*cking hell. You good, yeah?
All right.
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
MAX: You were right.
His old handler
is trying to set up an out.
ANTOINETTE: Where?
Some old castle
on the mountain road
between here and Prague.
For sure?
He tried to hide it all,
but his tech isn't quite
-as good as ours.
-(SCOFFS)
Zvi stopped with tech
around the time
the digital clock
was invented.
Maximilious,
notify the hitters
and call up your mercenaries.
Joe Flood might think he can
hold off a few assassins
but he can't fight
an army too.
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, f*ck me!
-(PHONE BEEPING)
-ANGUS: Here we go.
Location update.
Schatzberger Castle.
It's a f*cking stupid name,
isn't it?
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
-How's the drive?
-Scenic.
Your plan worked.
Antoinette posted
the change of location.
-It's a free-for-all.
-Four million for all.
Nobody in my stable
will touch it,
even for four million.
You must be loved.
Your old friend Lovedahl
took the bait.
FLOOD: Four million
buys a lot of vinyl.
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
Sweetheart, what do you really
know about Flood?
That he's kind and gentle.
Gentle?
Your lover-man has been,
for the last 20 years,
the most prolific
professional hitman in Europe.
You need a job done right,
give it to Joe.
Joe Flood,
more hits than Motown.
Then you better hope
he doesn't find you.
Baby girl...
I got four million reasons
why I need him to.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(BLOWS)
(CLICKING)
(SCOTLAND THE BRAVE PLAYING)
(RORY AND ANGUS
SINGING UNINTELLIGIBLY)
(RORY AND ANGUS SHOUT,
LAUGHING)
(RORY GRUNTS)
(RORY IN THICK ACCENT)
ANGUS: Mm.
(THUDS)
(WHISPERS) Come on.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS, LAUGHS)
-(SHOUTS)
-Shh!
-(SIGHS)
-(LAUGHS)
FLOOD: What's the matter?
Things slow at the pub?
(ANGUS LAUGHS)
(BURPS)
(RORY LAUGHS)
(GROANS)
RORY: Filthy dog!
(GROANS)
Angus!
(GRUNTING)
Come on!
(PANTING)
(SNIFFING)
What's that smell?
(CHUCKLES)
(GROWLS)
Let's smash the c**t!
(GRUNTING)
The cable's kinked, brother!
-(GASPS)
-(SCREAMING)
(GROANS)
ANGUS: That's right!
Bullseye, you b*stard!
(ANGUS AND RORY LAUGHING)
(ANGUS EXCLAIMS)
It's gonna be like that here?
Yeah, come on!
(ALL GRUNTING)
(BOTH STRAINING)
Incoming!
(SHOUTING)
(GROANS) f*ck!
It looks like
the party's already started.
sh*t.
I forgot the gifts.
No, we didn't.
RORY: Ah, nice work, brother!
Jesus, what'd you kick me for?
I kicked you
so that I could kick him.
-You were in the way.
-I bloody had him,
-and you ruined it!
-ANGUS: You had him?
-Thank you very much!
-Finish him off then!
-Let's go! Let's go!
-Mess with the bull...
(GRUNTS)
ANGUS: f*ck!
(GROANS)
(GAGS, COUGHS)
(RORY GROANS)
...you get the horn.
Angus! I've got
a serious itch here.
You'll be all right, Rory.
It's just a scratch, lad.
RORY: (GROANS) f*ck.
Rory! f*ck!
That's my brother
you just k*lled.
You're gonna pay for that,
you f*cking twat!
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(GURGLING BLOOD)
GINNI: Showtime!
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
Hey, Flood! I heard you're
looking for a good time.
How about a little G&T?
Appreciate the offer,
but that's not my drink.
GINNI: Oh, we cater
to everyone's tastes, baby.
Maybe a lap dance, instead?
(g*n CLICKS)
Oh, Flood,
you're such a tease!
Shot your wad, big boy?
-(CLICKS)
-(GASPS)
(GROANING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GROANS)
I hate to see you go,
but I love to watch you leave.
-(GROANING)
-(FLOOD SHOUTS)
(GROANS)
Bloody hell!
(expl*si*n)
(GROANS)
(PANTING) Hey, Botas.
(GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
(IN SPANISH)
(DON'T LET ME BE MISUNDERSTOOD
BY SANTA ESMERALDA,
LEROY GOMEZ PLAYING
ON EARPHONES)
Baby, do you
understand me now?
Sometimes I feel
a little mad
But don't you know
that no one alive
Can always be an angel
When things go wrong,
I seem to be bad
'Cause I'm just a soul
whose intentions are good
Oh, Lord, please don't
let me be misunderstood
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
Well, if I get edgy,
I want you to know
That I never meant
to take it out on you
Life has its problems
And I've got my share
But that's one thing...
I never meant to do
'Cause I love you
Baby, don't you know
I'm just human
And I've got faults
like any other man
And sometimes I...
(SONG CONTINUES PLAYING
ON EARPHONES)
-(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
-(GRUNTING)
(SPURS CLICK)
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
(SWORD SWISHES)
(SCRAPING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
Huh?
LOVEDAHL: Whoo! She got
la-di-da-di everybody here.
Roll on down there and
slide up on that right flank.
What's a flank, bruv?
Just go on down there.
What, like this way
on the right?
-On the right.
-Right. Okay.
LOVEDAHL:
Tell me what you see.
MONEY: Big f*cking house, yo!
LOVEDAHL:
What you're seeing is a trap.
Anyone goes in that building
looking for Joe Flood
ain't getting out.
Yeah, that makes sense, bruv.
So how do we get in?
You stay here in the rear.
Don't let her
get away from you.
Who? Oh, her?
Yeah, bruv. No drama, man.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
(LAUGHS)
(SENTIMENTAL SPANISH
INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(IN SPANISH)
(SHOUTING)
(FLOOD GRUNTING)
(SPARKS)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
(SWORD VIBRATES)
(PANTING)
No mas Botas.
(PHONE RINGTONE)
(CLICKS)
-Maize?
-Sorry, wish it were.
(SIGHS)
-Lovedahl.
-Yeah, man.
Where's Maize?
I thought I'd bring her along
for the ride.
It's nice to leave the city
this time of year.
-If you hurt her...
-I don't want to.
All I want to do is collect,
but you have my word.
You get through all that,
present your big a*s to me,
and I will let
your little ballerina here go.
You feel me?
-Me for her?
-That's the real real.
Can I get a little help?
Come on, brother.
That would be unethical.
-And kidnapping my woman?
-I'm morally flexible.
Is that another term
for as*h*le?
Looks like you got
some more guests arriving.
Coming through
the graveyard to the east.
I'm gonna k*ll
that f*cking doctor, too!
"Have you had
your eyes checked?"
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
The plans show there's
an entrance down this way.
Take your men down there
and secure the catacombs.
We'll go in through the front
and flush him out.
-Yes, sir.
-You three, come with me.
MAN: Yes, sir.
Go.
MONEY:
I can move with the beat
I could move on the street
And I'm comfy
like that, bud
-Hey, my legs are asleep.
-So?
Just let me
walk around a minute?
And do you know what?
You really
embarrassed me before.
I'm trying
to get into the game,
and my first job, wham!
Thumped by a ballet dancer.
Come on, just let me
get the blood flow going!
And do you know what?
No, no, no.
You caught me
by surprise before, yeah?
This black nose
wouldn't have happened.
I'm sorry I hit you.
All right, so if I let you
out the car now,
you're not gonna run?
You're not gonna go anywhere?
You're just gonna chill.
Where am I gonna go?
No. I'm gonna chill.
I just need to get
the blood flow going.
-Yeah?
-All right.
We're at a bit of a stall,
jump out the f*cking car then.
-Now come out the whip, man.
-One second.
You were so eager
to get out of the car,
now you don't want to move.
You want help?
Yeah, all right. Take my hand.
-(GROANS)
-Dickhead.
And stay there. Don't run off.
(MONEY RAPPING)
(GRUNTS)
-(MONEY EXCLAIMS)
-(MAIZE GRUNTS)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(CLICKS)
(MEN SCREAM)
(MAX SIGHS)
Hard to k*ll.
(expl*si*n IN DISTANCE)
-(STABS)
-(GROANS)
(EXCLAIMS)
(GROANS)
(PANTING)
LOVEDAHL:
Like Springsteen live,
you do not disappoint.
(PANTING)
You've seen The Boss live?
Meadowlands, 1997,
but his Broadway show
was truly special.
Where's Maize?
Me for her. That's the deal.
Lose the shotgun.
I'm gonna call my associate
and have her
brought down here.
You should've
told her the truth, Flood.
What do you know about that?
What don't I know about
a woman's heart, brother?
I didn't think that was
the part of their anatomy
you'd be interested in.
You got me all wrong.
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Get in the car!
I got her.
(PANTING)
How the hell
the b*tch get your car?
She hit me with a branch.
A branch?
How'd she get
a f*cking branch?
I... I let her out of the car
just for a minute, and then...
(VOCALIZES THUMP)
-You dumbass f*cking wannabe.
-Sorry, Mr. Lovedahl, sir.
Sorry, uh, really strong.
Um...
I just want to say
that I don't really think
that I'm cut out
for this kind of work, sir.
That might be
the first intelligent thing
I've heard you say.
-So, now what?
-The contract is still active.
Oh, I'm not splitting my money
with you, Sly
and the Family Stone here.
We're mercenaries.
We already got paid.
Now this is some bullshit.
You tell Queen b*tch
if she still wants him dead,
the price is going up.
Yeah, to what?
-Six million.
-Six million?
I gotta make a call.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
MAIZE:
Do you think I k*lled him?
FLOOD: I hope so.
What? No. Joe.
No, I don't think you did.
But I don't think
it felt great.
-Good.
-(PANTING)
The night we met,
the men who died...
-Yeah, that was me.
-That was opening night!
I'm sorry.
And how about
the last 24 hours, Joe?
Do you have
an explanation for that?
-Or some bullshit apologies?
-No.
-I thought I was dying.
-What?
I hired an old enemy
to take me out clean.
It turns out
I was misdiagnosed.
-(EXCLAIMS) What?
-I tried to protect you.
Protect me from who?
A bunch of K*llers or you?
Both! From all of it.
What do you do for a living?
-Huh?
-(SIGHS)
-Maize, I'm a hitman.
-You k*ll people?
Well, I'm retired from that.
-(SCOFFS) You look it.
-I'm retiring.
You're a m*rder*r for hire!
(SIGHS) That's what
an assassin is, yeah.
I don't know
if it'll make any difference
but the people I work for,
we don't k*ll civilians,
just criminals.
Well, that's what
you've been doing.
-You're retired.
-Yes.
Good, because I'm not
having a kid with a k*ller.
A kid?
I'm pregnant, Joe.
I tried to tell you
the other night
but you broke up with me.
Look, I love you, you love me,
and the rest we'll figure out
as we go, okay?
I swear,
I'll never lie to you again.
Are you okay?
-You better f*cking not...
-Hey. Maize?
Jeez.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
sh*t. You caught one.
(PANTING)
Maize. Maize.
Come on, breathe.
Stay with me.
(SERENE MUSIC PLAYING)
Maize.
Maize.
(GLASS CLINKING)
Perhaps I can be
of some assistance?
Not unless you're a doctor.
Do I look like a doctor?
Is there one in the village?
There's a half decent vet.
The nearest doctor
-is 40 kilometers away.
-FLOOD: Maize.
Hey, baby. Are you okay?
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Joe.
-Baby.
-(GROANS)
Easy.
You got shot.
(GROANING)
It hurts.
It just grazed you.
I thought
I was gonna lose you.
You're gonna have to try
harder than that.
Maize, I love you.
Will you marry me?
-What?
-Marry me.
Be my wife.
To have and to hold,
sickness and health,
the whole thing.
-Yeah?
-Yeah. (LAUGHS)
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
Father, will you marry us?
Do you have
a marriage license?
No.
-Do you have any witnesses?
-You.
Are you even Catholic?
I think my mother was.
Oh. So it's guilt
by association.
Look, Father, in the last day
I've had more people try
to k*ll me than I can count,
and I just found out
I'm gonna be a father.
So I might not get
another shot at this,
so what do you say?
On one condition.
FLOOD: Yeah, name it.
You must give confession.
Ooh.
I don't think we have
that kind of time, Father.
Make time.
Oh, man.
So that brings us up
to the last couple months.
(SIGHS) Um...
There was a chief
of a Corsican crime syndicate.
That was one shot
over a mile out.
A Romanian arms dealer.
Uh, did him
at close range with a p*stol.
A rogue British agent
in Geneva.
That was hand-to-hand...
A Russian oligarch in Vienna,
a garrote.
I mean, real quiet.
In all my years as a priest,
as a human being,
I have never heard
anything remotely...
And last night, there was
the entire Goyang crew.
They came after me,
so technically, self-defense.
m*rder is m*rder is m*rder.
No technicalities.
Most of my targets
never saw it coming.
Kind of a point of pride
with top hitmen.
Pride is a sin.
Well, kind of lightweight
compared to contract k*lling,
right?
I'm not sure I'm qualified
to pardon all of this.
What, do you need to call
the Vatican or something?
They'd tell me
to call the police.
(SIGHS)
Look, Father.
The way I see it is your boss,
the man upstairs,
he's given me a second chance.
I'm gonna be a father,
so I don't want
to mess that up.
I'll give you redemption,
but no more k*lling,
no more m*rder.
Well, there might be some
self-defense in the near future.
Do you get this?
It's a sin. It's wrong.
You asked for a confession.
I wish I kept my mouth shut
if we're both being honest here.
So are you gonna marry us now,
or what?
(SIGHS)
Ego te absolvo. I absolve you.
All right. Thank you, Father.
FATHER: Dearly beloved,
you're gathered here today
in the presence of God
to declare
your love, honor, fidelity,
and commitment to one another
for as long
as you both shall live.
I don't suppose
you have a ring, do you?
Um... Oh!
Will this do?
As long as the grenade
is far away.
It went off hours ago.
One of the party girls.
I lost track. Silly me.
-Back to the wedding.
-(MAIZE LAUGHS)
Do you, Joe, take this woman
to love, honor and obey
in sickness and in health
for as long as you shall live?
I do.
(CHUCKLES)
And do you, Maize,
take this man
to love, honor, and obey?
-I don't know about obey.
-Maize!
-(g*nshots)
-(GROANS)
I object!
You couldn't have waited
30 seconds?
You done made this sh*t
hard enough!
sh*t!
(PANTING, GRUNTS)
I got this!
I don't think so!
The boss said,
"f*ck your six million!"
The game's changed,
my brother!
-(FATHER GROANING)
-FLOOD: Okay. Easy. All right.
Okay.
You're okay. You're okay.
All right.
Keep pressure on that.
-Wait, Joe.
-I gotta finish this.
MAX: Flood!
You know how this goes.
It's not personal.
It's strictly business.
I don't know about you, Flood,
but I'm taking this
mighty personally.
I ain't dead yet,
m*therf*cker!
(g*n CLICKS)
(GROANS)
-(g*nsh*t)
-(GROANS)
I've seen fights at weddings.
This is not like that.
Who are you people?
-I got shot.
-MAIZE: I know.
After giving confession.
(GASPING)
(GROANS)
Like horseshoes
and hand grenades, baby!
Come on!
This is what you wanted,
isn't it?
That's enough.
They're breaking my church.
Flood!
Just come on out, baby!
I'll k*ll you quick,
I promise.
(g*nf*re)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(CLICKS)
LOVEDAHL: f*ck!
(METAL SCREECHING)
-(CRASHES)
-(SCREAMS IN PAIN)
f*ck!
-(GROANING)
-(BELL TOLLING)
MAX: Tell me, Flood.
You really think there's
a happily ever after
for guys like us?
You think you're just
gonna walk out of here,
go home and play house?
The boss is never
going to stop, Flood.
You'll have
to k*ll that b*tch, too.
(BOTH GROANING)
(BELL TOLLING)
(IN HUNGARIAN)
Help, help me, boss...
He wasn't gonna make it.
I'm a professional.
You guys come
right out of a comic book.
-(BELL TOLLING)
-(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(g*n CLICKS)
Unlucky.
You know, there are only
two ways out of the game.
You walk away clean,
or you go out on your...
-(g*nsh*t)
-(SPLATTERING)
(GASPING)
Or you go out on your back.
(CHUCKLES)
Hey. It's okay.
(GASPING)
-Are you okay?
-He... He was going to...
I know. It's okay.
You did good.
MAIZE: Should we finish him?
FLOOD: No. I'm retired.
LOVEDAHL:
Y'all make a cute couple,
but don't leave
a brother hanging.
Come on, Flood!
Get me out of here!
Really?
Come on, man!
FLOOD: Maybe you should
retire too.
Y'all don't leave me here!
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
f*ck this.
ZVI: You know better
than to run.
Your boy
hasn't left me any choice.
There's only two ways
out of the game, Antoinette.
Who put the contract on me?
You did.
You hired mercenaries
on a contract job.
Just like your father,
you broke the rules.
f*ck you, and f*ck the rules!
Don't hate the player...
-(MUFFLED g*nsh*t)
-(GROANS)
hate the game.
(CLICKS)
Get back!
(THE PAYBACK BY JAMES BROWN
PLAYING)
-Payback!
-GROUP: The big payback!
That's it
-(SIGHING)
-Payback!
I'm mad!
You get down
with my girlfriend
-(SIGHS)
-That ain't right...
(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
The funds
for the church renovation
are much appreciated, Joe.
Well, I did play a hand
in wrecking it
in the first place.
Acceptance is the beginning
of deliverance.
-How's your shoulder?
-It f*cking hurts.
(GROANS)
What kind of ring
do you call that?
MAIZE: Yeah,
what kind of ring is that?
Tactical?
-Tactical, yeah. Tactique.
-Tactical.
-AIMEE: Mm.
-En francais. (LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS) Merci.
(CROWD CHEERING)
You know,
if you're ever short,
with Antoinette gone
and every decent hitter
in Europe out of the game,
I'm going to have more work
than I can manage.
-I'm retired.
-No, he's retired.
I just wanted
to hear him say it.
-Congratulations.
-Thank you.
Look after him.
So handsome.
Thank you.
He's retired.
(CROWD CHEERING)
FLOOD: You know we're
gonna have to start saving
for a college fund.
Yeah, that's true.
I mean, how much would you get
to just, like, hurt somebody?
-Are you serious?
-Yes!
Um, well, college isn't cheap,
but first there's daycare,
of course.
Diapers are crazy expensive.
Baby formula
is even more expensive.
Oh, and we're gonna need
one of those baskets.
-Baskets? Okay.
-Baskets. Yeah. Oh...
So, brother, get ready
That's a fact!
Get ready, you mother!
For the big payback
-GROUP: The big payback!
-Hey!
Let me hit 'em
Hit 'em, Fred, hit 'em
Hey, hey! Whoo!
Lord!
Lord!
You took my money
You got my honey
Don't want me to see
what you doing to me
I gotta get back
I gotta deal with you
Gotta deal with ya
Gotta deal with ya
I!
Gotta deal with ya
Hey!
Let me tell you
Get down with my woman
That ain't right!
You hollerin' and cussin'
You wanna fight!
Look here!
Don't do me...
No darn favor
I don't know karate
-But I know ka-razor
-GROUP: Yes, we do!
Huh!
Hey!
Get ready!
That's a fact, yeah!
Get ready, you mother!
For the big payback
GROUP: The big payback!
All right
(SCATTING)
GROUP: The big payback!
(SONG ENDS)
(INTENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING)
(MYSTERIOUS WESTERN MUSIC
PLAYING)
(INTENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING)
(UPBEAT JAZZ ROCK MUSIC
PLAYING)
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